The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1887-02-16
pEATH OF srorHWAIh JACKSON.

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About daylight upon the Sunday OF his
death Mrs. Jackson informed! him that
his recovery was very doubtful and that
it was better that he should be prepared
for theworst.
He was silent for the moment and then
said: cit will be Infinite gain to be
translated TO Heaven" He advised his
wife, in the event of his death, TO
return to her fathers house, and added.
You have a kind and good father, but
thereis no one so kind and good as your
Heavenly Father.
HesfiiI expressed hope that hewould
recover but requested his wife, In case he
should die, to have him buried In Bexing-
ton, In the valley Of Virginia. His ex-
haustlon Increased SO rapidly that at II
o'clock Mrs. jackson knelt by his bed
and told him that before the sun
went down he would be with his
Saviour.
He replied: "Oh, no! You are fright
eucd. my child. Death Is not so near.
l may yet get WE'LL
She llupon the bed weeping bitterly,
and again told him. amid nor tears and
sobs. that tho physicians declared that
there was no longer any hope or his re-
coyery. After amoment's pause he asked
TO call tho family physician.
Doctor he said, as the physician en-
tered tho room, - Anna Informed me that
you have told her I am TO die to-day.
Is 1t so!"
When he was answered 10 the afilrma-
tive, he turned his eunken eyes toward
the ceiling and gRzed for a moment or
two as II In intense thought, then looked
at the friends about him and said
softly:
Very good. very good; It Is all
right"
Then turning to his heart broken wife
he tried TO comfort her He told her
that there was much he desired to tell
her but that he was too weak for the
undertaking.
Colonel Pendleton, one of the officers
Of his STAFF, came into the room about
one o'clock. General Jackson asked
him:
Who is preaching at the headquarters
When told In reply that the whole
army was praying for him. he replied
g Thank Godl they are very kind. :
Then he added I" 1t Is the Lords day !;
my wish Is fulfilled. I have always de-
sired to die on Sunday.
Slowly his mind began to fail and wan
der. and he frequently talked In his de-
llrium as II In command OF his army on
the field OF battle. He would give orders
TO his aides Iii his old way. and then the
scene was changed. Hewas ut the mess
table In conversation with members OF his
staff; now with his wife and child: nov
at prayers with his military family
Occasional interviews of a return Of his
mind would appear, and during one o
them the physician offered tile dying
man some brandy and water, but he do
cllnesii II. saying:
:. 1t will only delay my departure ant
do no good; | want to preserve my mine
to the last II possible.
A few moments before tho end ar
rived the dying warrior cried out In his
delirinm:
"order A. P. Hill to prepare To-
action p pass the infantry to the from
rapldlyp .Tell Major Hawks" theI
his voice was silent and the sentence re
manned unfinished
An instant later smile OF inciEabl'
sweetness and purity spread itself owe
his calm, pale face, and then looking up
ward. and raising his hands, he sait
quietly and with an expression OF re
lief:
Let us cross over the river and rest
under the shade of the trees"
And then without sign OF struggle OF
pain his spirit passed away. Detroit
Free Press.